Текст, перевод и аккорды “Wrong Ones”
- [sunkiss] Yeah.. no more runnin Hahah.. Yeah no more americas most and all that shit there Rockin the mic now Runnin with my nigga pun boogie baby Lot of niggaz fronted Said they gonna put me on, help me and shit like that there But you kept it golden with me my nigga Thats right, you fuckers Dead, and still killin shit! Chorus: sunkiss + big pun Im the wrong one to fuck with Fuck with me and youll get stuck quick, fuck you suck dick, hah You aint got no wins in mi casa Que te pasa, you aint even in my clasa Im the wrong one to fuck with Drivebys in the truck quick, fuck you suck dick, hah You aint got no wins in mi casa Que te pasa, hah ha.. [sunkiss] Im as wicked as hitler first born Cause of me, lot of old ladies purse gone "kill niggaz softly" but not with her song Matter of fact I kill em viciously, brutally Strip them clowns down to nudity Shove the chrome where they doodoo be Its a stick up, dont try to get brave Dont even chance it duke I want yall motherfuckers strippin like you dance for luke Dont stop, give it give it - or you gon get it get it Get your fuckin yankee fitted splitted when I spit it spit it Yall faggot rappers funny as saturday night live Creep through in a white 5 and snipe five Yall got some trife wives Show me where yall re at, where the ki at Sleep eat shit and pee at, park your 3 at Spark like vietnam, tell your mom through the intercom, "ups maam sign here," send a bomb Leave that bitch - roasted and toasted like a chestnut And if I run out of milk, for cereals, I leave her breasts cut Got this pitbull and I feed him fresh guts - sick em cujo! Steal your bitch and dick the culo Slam yo ass and I dont know a lick of judo Fly to p.r. - stick menudo Come back, cop a 6 with two-do Cop a brick from you know who, julio crew From washington heights in jail I had niggaz washin my nikes Now Im squashin the mic, extortionist type Harsh with a knife Im flossin yo ice on some bronx shit tonight Chorus [big punisher] Cannibalism is livin in my metabolism Givin em spasms and aneurisms at baby baptisms Thats all my thugs thinkin bout, drinkin your blood Boriquans love flooded rugs bloody and bloated mugs Leavin the reverand decap and severn when Im beheadin The armageddeon is lettin demons slip into heaven Goin back to spiritual ritual times What you gon find - shiftings of satan in critical bind Nevermind, I do that often, Ive risen often Bust out my coffin, Im a livin abortion Battled the devil and deaded his demons Trained other beings to be in his different levels of hell, Still screamin Seein bodies bloody and babies bloated corroded Know the chinese exploded Know they run with gotti who know it (check it) I never run I never ran, the fattest motherfuckin man I roll with cuban makin junk to jams Thats all Im knowin and Im never kneed All on your soul I feed, Im lettin punk motherfuckers bleed Fuckin with me, better hide yo seed Better think twice, before you ride on me Cause ima lift your weight, Then Im droppin you in the incinerator Then Im hittin the hospital and poppin two in the incubator Thats how we do it pana, hardcore, no more goo-goo ga-ga Oh Im sorry pa-pa, was you the da-da? Chorus 2x
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